My ex-Ipar Candidate
Just Just a Love
"Mass?"
Raka smiled warmly, looking for a moment Jelita who was now hugging her son. After briefly asking how Haidar is these few days, Raka decided to speak carefully to her son.
Raka stepped up, and sat down approaching both of his soul mates. He patted lightly Haidar's shoulders that seemed to tremble, since when his son became a crybaby.
"Remember your age, Haidar."
He pulled the corner of the lips, indeed Raka did not spend too much time like his treatment on Gian. Because Haidar who prefers his way of life even with a hard ban from Raka. However, his son will remain his son.
"Mas, it's not time to joke."
As usual, Jelita would be the gentlest mediator if Raka irritated her two sons. Both Gian and Haidar, the same. Raka often makes his son become upset because of the sentences he said.
To her, crying was not a male habit. And he did not like his son to grow up to be a weak figure of life. He asks Jelita to let go of Haidar, he wants her eyes to meet with a fondness in the eyes of his son.
"Ck, Mama ...." Haidar whined not like when Jelita followed Raka's will, since he realized his Papa who entered the room, Haidar was regretful.
"So spoiled base, your mama needs a break, Haidar."
With a smile full of ridicule, he looked at Haidar's eyes that looked reddened. The face became even more puffy and showed how miserable his life was.
Honestly, Raka missed her son. Too little time they spent while Haidar was a teenager. If Raka used to pick him up school, his little son still looks innocent with good looks that have been seen at such a young age.
And now, that face looks grown. But her tears and blank stare seemed to lie from her age. Raka caught the irritation and all sorts of emotions mixed in her eyes.
"What's Papa here for?"
Haidar began to make a sound, Jelita's decision that really left him made the man upset instead of playing. Raka who had been silent but deliberately noticed it made Haidar want to leave this room immediately.
"Why indeed? You don't need Papa?"
He lowered his head, what kind of silly question Raka gave. Need it? Yes, obviously he needs. Raka will still be a papa to him, nothing changes even though the man seems to snatch some of his soul.
"I just don't like Papa seeing me like that" he said later.
Haidar moved, grabbed the tissue on the nightstand and wiped the remaining tears that made his face feel moist. Being next to Raka, he won't let tears reign. Although the two are enthroned together, Raka and Jelita cannot be equated if it is about her sadness.
"But Papa likes to see you."
"Ck, what exactly does Papa want to talk about?"
He understood very well, Raka would not say that softly if there was no reason. Whether it's bad or good news, Haidar just wants to be careful not to get stuck later.
"Before you return to your world, do you want to spend time together?"
Haidar was silent, for a moment he thought about what Raka was really thinking. That sentence, I don't know how many years ago he had heard it. Vacation is the thing that Haidar liked most when he was a child, and he often asked for the time of both his parents and also Gian even though he only went to the playground.
"We? all right, Pa?"
"Hm, all .. as you once asked, son ... Papa just wanted to keep his promise a few years ago."
Sesal returned to power, in the last year Haidar studied, Raka once agreed to Haidar's request to vacation in the spring. However, with the reason of the business he had to live, Raka was unable to fulfill his promise.
All of? Is it possible that Raka meant Radha too? If it is true, Haidar can not imagine how he will be. Although Radha's assertion that afternoon was enough to make him slapped and immediately away, still his inner assumption that he was not easy as soon as it took off Radha will still survive.
Without Raka guessing, the man assented without a burden. Haidar also thinks he needs time together. At least, with the holiday planned by the Papa he can reach Radha directly.
"And the fucking kunyuk has to come, too, Pa."
"Geez, who made you like this, Haidar?"
Raka shook her head, out of no one. But clearly, certainly one of them is the act of Randy who always put such things on his two sons in turn.
"I don't think it matters, Pa."
Without waiting for an answer, Haidar came out just like that and made Raka only able to be stunned by the actions of her son. No matter what he is, only Gian and Haidar dare to leave him alone with a million questions in his head.
"Based on your insolent child," said Raka shook her head slowly, she stroked her chest while sighing slowly. Trying to be patient because his son was brave, and it is true that his two sons sometimes have a fearless nature like Jelita.
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"Sister, wait for my feet to get cramped!!!"
Just about to step up, the voice that he longed for now sounded out with a bang. Haidar was about to find a cold drink to relieve his throat, talking to Raka made him very thirsty.
From afar, Haidar only saw the owner of the tiny body look difficult with his steps. Gian who was in front of him only mocked and made his wife's steps even more upset.
I don't know what's really going on, but from the joking both of them look if they're okay. Haidar lowered his head, staring at his halted steps. Unknowingly, the tears that had indeed been drained since then now returned to drip so easily.
Without expecting the two to be aware of Haidar's presence, the man only sharpened his hearing to just know what Radha said.
"Ays, you really look like a snail in the wind, Zura."
The sentence was so clear, and Radha within seconds had been in Gian's arms. Like a child who was asking to keep playing, Radha refused and asked to be put down by all means.
"Well, big brother, my head's dizzy, you're turning my brain upside down!"
Radha's shout made Haidar pull the corner of her lips in her tears. He saw for a moment, from behind the glass cabinet, Gian brought Radha a sack of rice. Obviously he shouted, not a bit he let go of the view while Gian walked up the stairs to the second floor.
"You sound happy, Ra."
Haidar clenched his hands, he was sick, but Gian and Radha looked fine. It's not fair his name, isn't his love even deeper than Gian, thought Haidar staring blankly without direction.
He sat down, his legs too limp to stand on the wound. His chest tightened as Radha's laughter became more pronounced. He was sick, how happy the two men were to forget that here he was trying to stop the blood in his wound.
"Why should it be in front of Big Brother, Ra?"
Haidar only leaned weakly, it was true that it was better for him to remain in his room. Exit only makes him know what he does not know, although his wait for Radha's return is finally over, but this is not what Haidar wants.
"How, Ra? You look so good, then what about me, Ra?"
He closed his eyes, trying to breathe in between his pains. Haidar was only able to firmly press his chest, who he now hoped for. And with that easy he agreed Raka's plan, maybe he will be able to hold the fracture.
......... ,Connected️.
Sorry, yesterday I couldn't go up. Not a cramp, Bund.
There is love, which is only destined as a taste. But not for having. Until, the love that used to be that deep, turned into a wound that was even deeper than his love. ~ Haidar Zhafran Abrizam🦕